February 2010
7 posts
January 2010
8 posts
weak ends
ill, but coping. deep, itchy cough this morning. i rearranged my room and i don’t know if i’m not used to the spatial elements of it but i haven’t settled into it yet…it’s been something like two weeks. it certainly lacks space, but that was unavoidable.
prof talked about hating exclamation points in doc writing today. i suppose i don’t mind them. we read this...
railroads.
i never dream. i said this on the phone to the boy before i fell asleep and naturally, one came. i was running through a train. away from someone. i can sort of remember it being a girl, but not well. i sat at the edge of the trains last car and had been carrying running shoes that i was hoping to put on before the train passed phila. one slid off my knee and off the train entirely - i remember...
i’ve never been happier to see a year go. the last year i set free was 2006. i just set 2009 ablaze and threw it under the 400 trucks i watch pass on this new mexico interstate. emotions wide open, i feel so much better about the next decade. thank you, twenty ten.